What's in Darkhearth?

Ten years ago, the answer to this question was simple, there was only a bunch of mad dwarf saboteurs who worshipped flames.

Now, the answer to this question is complicated.

Now there are more than a dozen forging companies in Dark Furnace City, which were opened by the original slave owners, specifically to serve the terrible military needs of the Darkblade Legion, and the orders of each company have been lined up for 3 years, and all the black iron dwarves who can still move have been deceived into the factory by all kinds of rhetoric.

Slavers don't refuse money thrown by the necromancy, money knows no borders, and the whole of Darkforrd is now like a giant factory, with the sound of hammers pounding everywhere, and sets of armor and weapons are loaded in improvised pulley carts and sent to the ground in exchange for large sums of money.

What is the use of dwarves asking for money?

The answer to this question is complicated, but at the end of the day, in the bones of all dwarves there is a greed for extravagant treasures, which even the most bohemian of the Hammer dwarves are not exempt from.

Of course, as the commercial networks of the Difia Federal District and the Black Iron District were connected, the various pleasures from the human world, especially the fine wines and finely packaged cigars that the dwarves had never seen, were further draining their pockets.

As for how to manage the brutal and rough Black Iron Dwarves, Tyrion did not communicate with Myrah, the governor of the Black Iron District, and after the first 2 months of exhaustion, Myra also learned something on his own, he began to divide the Black Iron Dwarf group, and worked very hard to subdue Luminas, and handed over all the armaments and materials of the Hellfire War Group to the Black Iron Dwarves to provide.

This was just the beginning, and when the Brotherhood of Thorsilver Forge made a fortune and held a grand banquet at the Black Iron Bar to celebrate, Black Iron Dwarves began to come to his door.

Now, all the armaments and supplies of the 13 warbands in Azeroth have been handed over to the commercial companies of the Black Iron District, and under the stimulation of huge profits, any Black Iron Dwarves with brains have no time to discuss how to overthrow the rule of the Thorium Brotherhood, in a golden age where you can make money as long as you are willing to do it, even the most stubborn guys can't get along with cute gold coins, right?

The gold was useless to the undead, so they were unusually generous, and all in all, the deal was very satisfying for both parties.

And now, in this crazy business feast, new players have joined, and they will also get their share from this feast.

"Hey, look at the old antiques you guys use, they were all designed more than 30 years ago."

A goblin in a black gown, with a monocle and a mohican hair, made no secret of his disdain, and he stood in the workshop of the Brotherhood of Thorsilver, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and said to the black iron dwarf beside him:

"Hessotech has a state-of-the-art rail transport system that can move five times more material at a time than it does now, which means that your productivity will be much higher, and best of all, the system is now on sale, it's cheap, and my staff can install it for free."

As he spoke, the goblin handed a simple commodity fold to the black iron dwarf boss who was wearing gold and silver in front of him and full of nouveau riche temperament, and the black iron boss who had ten fingers full of gem rings was obviously a little dissatisfied, he flipped through the fold in his hand and looked at it over and over, and then shook his head at the goblin rubbing his hands:

"No, we don't need this delivery system."

The Black Iron Boss sat arrogantly in his leather chair, which he could rotate, and while picking up a hardcover cigar and lighting it with a delicate lighter sold in the Difia Alliance District, a hint of cunning flashed in his blood-red eyes.

"Because we have better options."

"Huh?"

The goblin with the monocle had a skeptical expression, and he patted the fold of his merchandise and said to the pot-bellied black iron boss:

"No, IMHO, in the entire Eastern Continent, you will never find a better option than Hessotech's products! So, since we're doing business for the first time, and as a sign of my sincerity, I can offer your company 30% free parts replacement for the first year, which is great value! ”

"Well, that sounds good."

The boss snapped his fingers, and the attendant next to him immediately handed him a glass of mellow Millie Manor wine, and he took a sip of the wine with satisfaction, and then said to the goblin who was waiting:

"But I still refuse, yesterday, there was a dwarf who came to me and sold me the same product, called "Owersback Tech Lab", it seems to be the name, he gave me a product that is a third cheaper than yours, and it also improves productivity, and you know what's the best? ”

A hint of pride flashed in the eyes of the black iron dwarf:

"He gave me 5 years of free restoration, I'm sorry, goblin friend, but I've already signed a deal with him, you're late, but maybe you can go to the company next door, Lieutenant Hall's excavation company might need a product like yours too... That nouveau riche is a complete wrongdoer, you know? ”

The boss of the Brotherhood of Thorsilver Forge snorted coldly and threw the cigar butt in his hand at the goblin's feet:

"I'm not! You want me to pay for it? No problem, show sincerity, little merchant, this is not your chaotic treasure bay, the Black Iron District Business Association is watching you, don't play any tricks. ”

A few minutes later, the extremely corrupt goblin Hei Suo came out of the office of the forging company with a curse, several followers were waiting for his boss outside the door, and a tall troll, this guy is very similar to the ogre, but more gentle than the ogre, many goblins will choose a troll as their bodyguard, as well as a means of transportation.

Hei Suo sat on the troll's shoulder angrily, and complained to the secretary beside him:

"This is the third lost business this month, hell! Where did that Owarsback Tech Lab come from? 5 years of restoration service? Damn it! How much money do they make? Do they have no cost? ”

"Boss, I know who they are?"

It was a goblin lady in a floral dress and dressed up very "coquettish", Nasha. Mars, a brilliant accountant, and a ruthless sharpshooter, smoked a cigar and said to her boss:

"It's a group of gnomes, and as far as I know, they live on the third level below Darkfurnace, and it is said that the Darkblade Legion invited them to do some technological development, and they also got a batch of research funds, which is why they can keep the price so low... There's no doubt that these bastards are taking over the market, and they want to kick us out of the business circles of the Dark Furnace and monopolize the business here. ”

"Oh, Nasha, you've summed it up too well."

The goblin engineer Hesso, who sat on the troll's shoulder, gritted his teeth, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his narrowed eyes:

"Dark Furnace City is the first treasure land our company has discovered, there is a lot of money to be made here, and I don't want to give them my gold coins, even one! You help me hire some "friends" in Booty Cove, and maybe it's a good idea to give that damn, greedy gnome a surprise. ”

"No, boss, Dark Furnace City is not a treasure coast, and private fights are not allowed here."

Secretary Nasha shook her head and said to her boss with some regret:

"Here, we're going to have to do things according to the businessman's model, but that's a good thing, and do you remember the bomb assassination that the venture capital firm orchestrated in Carkison a year ago? We don't need to worry about that here. ”

"But we're at a financial disadvantage, Nasha, and we can't compete with those shameless gnomes."

Engineer Hesso said with a bitter face:

"Do you really want to give this feng shui treasure to the gnomes? The Black Iron District is just the beginning, and there is the Difia Federal District, where the commercial market is almost blank, are we really going to give up? ”

"No, boss, I mean, let them make these small profits."

The coquettish goblin secretary Nasha reached out and flicked her long wavy blond hair, she looked left and right, lowered her voice, and said to her boss:

"I got a message, boss, this afternoon, in the Dark Furnace City Hall, there is a weapons tender meeting hosted by the Dark Blade Consortium, the Dark Blade Legion needs the most outstanding engineers to develop some weapons of war for them, I heard from some "friends", the initial funding for that project..."

Nasha looked at Hesuo's shiny eyes, stretched out three hands and waved, and Heisuo couldn't help but scratch his chin:

"300,000? Well, it looks like it's worth checking it out. ”

"No, fool!"

Nasha screamed:

"3 million! It's 3 million, you know? The undead offered a lot of money, 3 million, how many machines do you have to sell to earn it back? ”

"37,343 units!"

Hesuo's superior computing power quickly came to this conclusion, but the next moment, he clenched his fists:

"To hell with the little profits, that project must belong to Hesso Technologies! Wait, if the gnomes are involved, it's still a battle of ideas between glorious goblin engineering and nasty children's toy gnome engineering... I've got an idea, Nasha, to contact the goblin tinkerers of Thorntooth, as well as my good friend Gazruvi, whose wisdom I need to justify goblin engineering! ”

"The glorious goblin engineering is the future of this world, and while we make money, we also want to beat the nasty gnomes to the ground!"

At the same time, on the other side, Owerthbuck, who was taking the Great Craftsman and the entire Council of Craftsmen on a tour of his newly established laboratory, had a gloomy face, he had just heard the bad news from his subordinates who had hurried over, and that a new opponent had appeared in the bidding that had been a sure thing, and it was also the goblin he hated the most.

"I'm sorry, everybody."

The always timid Owersbuck was like a real warrior at this moment, indifferently straightened the collar of his clothes, and then said to Mecatok and the parliamentarians behind him:

"I have something urgent to deal with, a group of scumbags are trying to steal our money from me, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing, the goblin engineering, who only knows bombs and explosions, has launched an official challenge to perfect dwarf engineering for the first time, and I must go to war! Defeat the rioters who only play with bombs! ”

"Hey, O'Wossback, you promised us to show us the plan today!"

Councillor Morse folded his arms in displeasure and shouted to the white-haired dwarf:

"Don't forget, this is a matter of survival for the dwarf race!"

"But I'm also dealing with big things!"

Owarsback gritted his teeth and retorted:

"3,000,000 gold coins! Brothers, that money can be used to rebuild Nomorigan, and even renew the underground water circulation system in our city, it's completely enough, this money is a lifesaver for the people, I can't just give it to Hesso, that damn goblin! In the last two days, he has snatched 7 orders from me! ”

"Hesso?"

Scratching his scalp, which had been smoothed by his cleverness, Mecatok rubbed his chin, and after a moment he said to Owersbuck:

"I've heard the name of Hesso, the genius of a new generation of goblin engineering, who is simply superior in the study of explosives and war machinery, I have read all his papers, and with all due respect, Owersback, if it were you alone, you might not be his opponent."

"What do you mean? My friend Mecatok. ”

Owersback said with a dissatisfied face:

"Are you criticizing my engineering skills? I'm not afraid of Heso! ”

"No, I mean..."

The master craftsman casually picked up a silver-white wrench and waved it in his hand: "The clash of wisdom is not judged by the number of people, you also said, this is the battle between the meaning of dwarf engineering and goblin engineering, although I myself have a very disgusted mentality towards the undead, but I will not allow dwarf engineering to lose, that is my faith!" ”

"Let's go!"

The master craftsman turned and walked towards the exit of the laboratory, and he said in a loud voice:

"Let's teach that unsuspecting bastard, who only plays with bombs and gunpowder! Let him get out of the city with shame... Dwarf engineering, that's the real future of technology! ”

"Of course!"

Owarthback shouted excitedly:

"With you, Mekatok, we will definitely be able to beat the black rope to the ground, and most importantly, we will win the 3 million! Then save our city! ”

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"Seriously, I don't understand why His Majesty would leave the design of this weapon to someone else."

The leader of the Darkblade Consortium, Goblin Buddy. Moore brushed his hair in the mirror and complained to the governor of the Black Iron District beside him:

"That's 3,000,000 gold coins! Booty Bay profits for three years, this money we should keep for ourselves, not give it to others. ”

Tasting the latest dragon's blood wine, Myra. When Dawnblade heard this complaint, he scoffed:

"Buddy, not everything is business, spend 3 million to win a group of scrappy scientists, this is a very cost-effective thing, the gnomes need to join the new system as quickly as possible, believe me, this is the perfect opportunity."

"Give them food and clothing, give them dignity, give them freedom, and finally..."

Myra shook the wine glass in front of her, and the crimson liquid reflected an evil light: "Finally, give them the meaning of their own existence, and lo and behold, this is simply heaven." ”<

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